Enola Gay is coming
Silver moon in the sky
Little boy is falling down
To take all those lives
What is this warmth I feel?
What is this dust on my face?
When the sun approaches here
We falling down, down, down, down
All Dreams and feelings
That haven't been lived
Take my hand and feel the pain
drop off my eyes
All those lives
can't be brought back to home
August, six, at morning
It could be a normal day
Except for that U two three five
Falling from the sky
They had no time to escape
No time to pray or understand
What is that fireball close here?
Just broken down, down, down, down
All Dreams and feelings
That haven't been lived
Take my hand and feel the pain
drop off my eyes
All those lives
can't be brought back to home
All Dreams and feelings
That haven't been lived
Take my hand and feel the pain
drop off my eyes
All Dreams and feelings
That haven't been lived
Take my hand and feel the pain
drop off my eyes
We don't deserve that
Was not my fault